Mass Effect: Memoirs
It was further down her journey through the forest back to where she and her brother had made their 'home' with the sun rising over the horizon, dawn finally coming, that Abigail started to get the sense that she was being followed. She turned her head to glance over her shoulder to see a batarian man following her.
Abigail cursed as she turned back and started to run, "Shit!”
The batarian must have realized that she had seen him because now she could hear his running footfall behind her. Abigail started to turn this way and that way, in order to shake him off her tail, but he was impossible to shake off.
Abigail was too focus on the one behind her, that she didn't see the two hiding behind an oak tree until they jumped out before her and grabbed her arms in order to keep her with them. Abigail fought against them, catching one in the groin with a sharp thrust of her knee but the other one slammed his fist into her gut, doubling her forward and then followed with a hard back-handed, knocking her down and splitting her lip open, and leaving her gasping for air.
The one that was chasing her came over and stopped him from continuing his assault on her, "Easy, this one would pay us good money with her looks. So the boss would want her uninjured.”
Abigail thought as she glared up at him, Should have told him that before he struck me, you bastard.
The one that she had kneeled wheezed out, "But she’s too wild; she may not be liked by buyers.”
“It doesn’t matter,” The batarian said. "She’ll just to be a challenge for them to tame.”
I absolutely love it how they can talk about me as if I was a wild mustang, Abigail thought as she laid there, nursing her wound and her pride.
Abigail licked her lips and came away with the taste of blood in her mouth. The busted lip didn't hurt as much as her pride did and she was going to enjoy getting even with them. She didn't like it when someone hits her when she wasn’t expecting it, it’s underhanded and cowardly, and she was looking forward towards to what was coming to these batarian bastards.
The batarian said, gesturing towards her, "Grab her and get back to the ship.”
The two nodded as they reached down to grab her arms but Abigail had enough to time to regain her senses. She kicked the first man’s knee, snapping it backwards and she twirled around on her butt and slammed the heel of her boot into the other man’s groin, hard, causing him to fall to the ground as she rolled away.
Abigail jumped to her feet and took off running once again; this time she got a pretty good distance between her and the batarians when they finally regained themselves. She could hear them crashing through the undergrowth as they tried to catch up to her.
Abigail turned her head to look back at them so she wasn’t paying attention to where she was going and she failed to see the tall shape standing by her until she was grabbed by the wrist by them.
Abigail gasped as she turned her head to look up at them...
With a loud, almost choking gasp, an 18 year old Abigail Shepard shot up from her bed covered in sweat that made her white tank top and pajama bottoms cling to her body like a second skin. Her breasts heaved with each breath she took as she looked around with unfocused eyes but soon they became to become clear and focus as sleep slowly loses its hold on her... More like the nightmare that had awoken her lost its hold on her. And she realized that she had been trapped in the nightmare all through the night because she can see the light of dawn slowly entering her dark room.
Damn, when will she ever sleep at night without that nightmare waking her up?
A smirk curls her lips up, not a nightmare it was a memory, a terrible one that she will never get away from. With a sigh, she flung off the blanket and sheet before she stood up and padded over to her bathroom. She flicked the bathroom light on and turned on the faucet, splashing her face with the cold water before she braced herself on the sink and looked at her reflection in the mirror.
Messy black hair and dark circles under her blue eyes, yeah her brother will totally notice that she hadn't been sleeping again and will question it...
"Abi?" Abel questioned sleepily. "What's wrong?" She looked over to his bunk to see him running a hand through his military cut black hair.
"...Nothing, Abel... Just a dream." Abigail said as shuffled out of the bathroom.
Abel sat up to get a better look at his twin and said, "Liar, you had that 'nightmare' again..." He referred to it as a nightmare because to them, it had been one. One that they had barely survived and probably wouldn't have if it hadn't been for their savior.
His sister sat down on the bunk across from his and ran her hand through her hair, sighing heavily. "Alright, so you caught me in a lie but it's still fresh..."
Abel got up from bed and sat down next to her, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and pulling her until she was pressing against his side. He leaned his head down to rest it on top of hers. "It's fresh for me too, sis..." He ruffled her hair, earning himself a jab to the rips from the younger Shepard twin.
"Knock it out, we have to get up now anyways," Abigail said. "Sorry that I woke you up."
Abel smiled and said, "It's alright, sis." He stood up and stretched as Abigail got up to get ready, both twins got ready in silence and as they leave their room Abigail was pulling her hair up in a bun.
Abigail was standing next to her older twin brother, Abel, in a long line of new recruits to the Systems Alliance Military. She was standing at attention like the other recruits and her older twin was next to her. Their instructor was pacing in front of them with his hands clasped behind his back as he shouted.
"Alright, kiddies we are having some important guests coming by today so I want you to be on your best behavior or you'll be doing laps until your legs fall off!!"
Abigail and Abel shared at look at they saluted the instructor. Who was coming? The younger Shepard tensed when she felt Andrew Davidson lean towards her to whisper, "Probably some Admiral wanting to pick the best cadets for their ship...too bad for you, Shepard."
Another look was shared between the Shepard twins with a eye roll from Abigail before she whispered-hissed, "You must really like eating mat, Davidson." Andrew curled his lip as he pulled away, knowing full well that Abigail was better at hand to hand then he was... There were other things she was better at than him but she didn't want to rub his face into it right now. Andrew had always had it out of her ever since she and her brother came here, Abigail didn't like him because he was an extreme xenophobe and a first rate asshole.
Their instructor opened his mouth to say some more but then station shook violently and the humans wobbled and held each other for balance. They suddenly heard the sound of gun fire and screaming, the trainer took off running in that direction. "Back to your rooms! That's an order!" He shouted as he ran out of them room. Abigail and Abel looked at each other before they quickly turned and headed to their rooms with the rest of the cadets.
Not that they thought hiding was a good idea but he didn't say how long they had to stay in there either...